Dearest Jess, my love! How I have missed you and your sweet shining face and your words that heal even the most broken of hearts! I am a prisoner of the hope that you will ever again grace me with your tenderness and that our love will never end!

So the thing is, I woke up at 6am on Friday, went to school, went to graduation that night, graduated, went to project graduation until 6am the next morning, drove straight from there to the parking lot at the junior high school where they were loading up the bus, got on the bus, rode to the theme park, was there all day, returned home at midnight, and then finally hit the bed again 12 minutes into sunday.
This weekend has been... so strange. Actually its just been kinda active but normal except for a few key events that really make it seem as if the entire thing were strange. I am writing a comprehensive explanation that I will post as soon as I finish it and good lord... its will be odd. Most of the people around me figured that waking up at 6am on one day and not going to sleep again for 42 straight hours would make me tired in some way. But here I am, and there I ws in perfect condition through tht e entirety of it aned never felt better. What they don't know is that I am used to operating on less than minimal sleep as I have ben woprking on particular projects for particular (apparently) lovers of mine that I have never personally met.

I will post when completed, heck, I might even upload it from my new laptop computer! HahA!